The Corruption in Simi Valley and Moorpark
- Trevor Alexander Nestor
- 5 hours ago
- 7 min read
I wanted to write a little bit about what is going on with Trump's recent plans to "outlaw homelessness." Trump claims to want to clean up cities by banning homeless encampments and forcing unhoused individuals to either accept "mental health treatment" or go to jail. On the surface this sounds good - even necessary - but let me tell you my own experience and how things can go wrong.
Going back a while my own "mental health" issues began near college at the tail end of high school where I began to face cognitive dissonance between what I was told by those in positions of authority that I was expected to play along with and my own observed reality. Coming from an evangelical fundamentalist community, I was provided a worldview and template for navigating a world that no longer existed, and where leaders had almost complete immunity from criticism because they spoke on behalf of "god". After a 500 million dollar budget cut from UC Berkeley where 10% of the students were left homeless and I discovered that the Bible rules around dating did not seem to work, and increasingly questioning historic claims of the texts, I felt disillusioned. I was trapped between socioeconomic dependence on my family - expected to play along with their authoritarian lies and gaslighting - but also my own person with my own perspective that I was expected to repress.
At UC Berkeley, 10% of my peers were left actively homeless and budget cuts strained staff. After initially leaving the UC Berkeley campus for medical and safety reasons, I was denied re-entry - in spite of not being on academic probation - and in spite of filing an OCR case, my claim was denied.
I was taught even that simply looking at attractive women was sinful before I was married - and that god will send those that don't take him seriously to burn in Hell for eternity (though apparently leaders frequently get away with rape, cheating, and pedophilia because they can just do what they want and god will forgive them afterwards while they lecture and control what everybody else does consensually). When asked why my girlfriend couldn't spend the night in my bedroom, I was told by my father that he "didn't want to feel like a cuck."
Later, I worked for a research and development subsidiary of Boeing where I was wrongfully terminated after reporting safety issues with a power strip. My family also disowned me claiming I "let them down" in spite of them owning a 1.2 million dollar house in Southern California. They have the typical twisted dysfunctional Boomer-esque beliefs that are detached from reality (evangelical Bible fundamentalism and that everybody should go to hell and is dangerous for not believing in a 6000 years old earth, Harry Potter and even tiki decorations are dangerous, belief that socioeconomic instability is due to not working more dead end low wage unstable jobs, purity culture enforcement, Disney adult syndrome, etc).
I was left living in my car, stigmatized, and shunned. In spite of attempting to apply for dead end low wage unstable jobs all around during the pandemic, I was accused of just "not wanting to work" and for being lazy - in spite of working these same jobs years prior having not found any socioeconomic mobility doing so. I was accused by my family for "only applying for lofty jobs" and asked "what makes you think you are better than everybody else?" Besides the fact that these jobs are a waste of time as they often have unstable hours and there is a lack of mobility or affordability at all that they provide, even if I had been clamoring and sucking up to hiring managers with the desperation that I was told I needed, the way that one applies is through online faceless ATS applications that have no human element involved whatsoever. After mentioning these lies multiple times, I continued to hear them repeatedly. The unemployment system was not functional, with endless security hoops to "prove my identity" to avoid "fraud" and the shelters were closed.
Yeah, work at Chipotle while living out of your car in California with no support system - if that isn't working for you, clearly you are just lazy and didn't believe hard enough in Jesus, or have a "mental illness." Couldn't be any other problem with that, right?
My folks wouldn't take it. This was less about me being lazy, or being irresponsible, or mentally unstable, and more to do with me being socioeconomically unstable - where all the power is concentrated in the hands of folks who are detached from reality with the decision making power over everybody else. In fact, during this period, in my home town, city officials were found illegally blocking housing developments to artificially inflate their housing valuations through an artificial scarcity. After the budget cuts at UC Berkeley I was told that I deserved to watch the campus devolve into violent riots because I was "too smart for my own good" and I "chose to go there." After I was wrongfully terminated from Boeing and my coworkers were assassinated after trying to testify in front of congress about their culture of concealment, I was told that I "wasn't qualified" and "had an attitude problem."
Then when I was left living in my car, I was constantly harassed by police and put into handcuffs, carted away to a psych ward, told that my socioeconomic precarity and instability was really a "mental" problem and that it needed to be treated by being forcibly drugged with high dose neuroleptics designed to make me more oblivious, more agreeable, and more compliant.
One might ask why, if a person is homeless, it would be appropriate to "treat" them with neuroleptic drugs that block dopamine receptors, in spite of the fact that dopamine transmission is associated with goal setting behaviors and reward anticipation that would be required for them to have the volition to escape their circumstances? The reason is obvious. I was being "treated" as though I, myself, was a disease to be cured. My awareness of the contradictions, failures of leaders, hypocrisy, and corruption, was a disease or a threat to be cured - and my humanity was a problem to be eradicated rather than cultivated. I was expected to take the role of the incel simp loser slave working for less than a living wage while these geriatric idiots run the show raping the girls in town sitting in their multi million dollar mcmansions.
This is by design - this is the purpose behind outlawing homelessness, and for the deployment of the mental health system. It's the perfect grift, and the constant gaslighting of young men to "self reflect" and "work on themselves" and talk to a therapist is designed to keep their wheels spinning while their socioeconomic conditions and alienation remain the same. This is not just hyperbole- does anybody remember the alt-right grifters Dr. Jordan Peterson and Andrew Tate?
Homelessness and socioeconomic precarity and alienation are just a "choice" after all, and if you go to therapy and work on yourself to earn the "unearned privilege" that you supposedly have or just accept not having the privilege of middle class stability at all you will be good. You just need to work harder, work more hours, stop having fun, suck up to authoritarian leaders more, believe in Jesus harder, be more critical of yourself, reflect on yourself, deconstruct yourself. Make no mistake, this is a problem of messaging that transcends political party affiliation, and certainly comes from both sides.
In the psych ward, I was told I had a catch-all diagnosis based on a 5 minute conversation, threatened by staff - told that "if I saw blood I would run," then my patient right to a phone call was denied, I was not given my prescription finasteride, and then was illegally discharged back to my car after the Ventura County Superior Court ruled I was not delusional. At the outpatient clinic, homeless people claimed the medications made them feel like killing themselves (who could have guessed blocking dopamine receptors could do that?), and the doctors did not even show up to their own appointments.
I was issued a restraining order from my parents in spite of not making a threat, and then they proceeded to violate their own order and chase me around town in their car. I was assaulted in my car for playing a song about releasing the Epstein files by a man on their street. When attempting to collect my items, my folks denied they had them, and Officer Philbrook attempted joking that I was hiding a dildo.
I decided to complain to city hall in my hometown of Simi Valley, California, where I was told that I could get an appointment with the city manager. After flying from Redmond, Washington down to see her, I was told to take a seat and I could make the appointment. Then I was directed to Commander Duncan at the police department where I was told that I was banned from city hall and that I would not be able to have an appointment and "everything I was saying" was delusional. I shipped city staff the book "homelessness is a housing problem" and the police department told me that normal people don't do that - and because I shipped the book, that put me in the same category as a person that would ship a bomb, and that I was not allowed to contact any of the publicly appointed officials with any further criticism, appear at city hall, or complain.
Right. I am not going to be accepting this bullshit, and these bastards can complain all they want about it, and if they are displaying paranoid delusions about me I think it's time for them to get on a 5150 and either do their jobs or get the hell out.